The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 264

Chapter 264

“I understand,” I say, turning my attention back to the frostbloom in its basket. “I will not underestimate him.”

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She nods once, satisfied. “See that you do not. And prepare yourself. The council may ask for your presence soon, regarding your…

abilities. They will want assurances you are not compromised by you encounter.”

I lift an eyebrow but say nothing. Marcelline has always been cautious, precise, and unyielding where necessary. I know she speaks

with foresight.

As she walks back toward the coven hut, her cloak whispering against the frost–kissed grass, I let my gaze drift east again. Silver

eyes. Black fur. A controlled, impossible predator.

For a moment, I allow myself to admit it quietly, beneath the hum of my balanced magic: I want to see him again.

Not because I seek danger. Not because I am reckless. But because the balance that exists between the elements in me and the raw power I glimpsed in him… it calls to something I have never known.

And I know, deep in my bones, that this is only the beginning.

The forest remains quiet around me, but now it feels alive with potential, anticipation, and the faint, dangerous hum of something….

shifting.

I gather the frostbloom, ensuring it is secure, and start back toward the coven’s main hut. Every step is measured, deliberate, grounding me in the present–but my mind, my senses, my instincts remain drawn to the east.

Theron waits there. And I have a sense that the next time we meet, the balance will shift again, in ways neither of us can yet

anticipate.